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Jockey Full of Bourbon

Carlos & the Bandidos
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Edna Million in a drop dead suit Dutch Pink on a downtown train Two dollar pistol but the gun won't shoot I'm in the corner in the pouring rain Sixteen men on a dead man's chest And I've been drinking from a broken cup Two pounds of fat and a mohair vest So full of bourbon, I can't stand up Hey, little bird, fly away home Your house is on fire and your children are alone Hey, little bird, fly away home Your house is on fire and your children are alone My ship broke about Long Morgan's Head And I've been stepping on a devil's tail Across the stripes on the full moon's head And through the bars of a Cuban jail Bloody fingers on a purple knife Flamingo drinking from a cocktail glass I'm on the run for someone else's wife Admire the view from the top of the mast Hey, little bird, fly away home Your house is on fire and your children are alone Hey, little bird, fly away home Your house is on fire and your children are alone, oh I said, hey, little bird, fly away home Your house is on fire and your children are alone Hey, little bird, fly away home Your house is on fire and your children are alone Yellow sheets on a Hong Kong bed Sassy whores on a sling on a ride To the carnival, that's what she said A hundred dollars make it dark inside Edna Million in a drop dead suit Dutch Pink on a downtown train Two dollar pistol but the gun won't shoot I'm in the corner in the pouring rain Hey, little bird, fly away home Your house is on fire and your children are alone Hey, little bird, fly away home Your house is on fire and your children are alone